Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Stone on the table
Ash on the floor
Nothing is moving
Still feels like a war
Cold painted faces
Crowd the empty air
Undefined spirits
Breathing everywhere
[Chorus]
Urn of Pandora
Cracked in the corner of the room
You can feel the horde awake
Crawling through the quiet gloom
Urn of Pandora
Every shadow starts to bloom
All the names I tried to hide
Are standing with me in this room
[Verse 2]
Wax river dripping
Down a rusted frame
Mouths in the plaster
Murmur out my name (hey)
Eyes in the smoke rings
Watching where I stand
Something like laughter
Curls around my hands
[Chorus]
Urn of Pandora
Cracked in the corner of the room
You can feel the horde awake
Crawling through the quiet gloom
Urn of Pandora
Every shadow starts to bloom
All the vows I threw away
Come marching back into the room
[Bridge]
[Whispers swell under distant bells]
I tried to hold my breath
I tried to sing them shut
But the silence split
Like a throat cut
If hope was hiding
In the dust and bone
It slipped out screaming
“I won’t die alone”
[Chorus]
Urn of Pandora
Cracked in the corner of the room
You can feel the horde awake
Crawling through the quiet gloom
Urn of Pandora
Nothing left for me to exhume
Every fear I ever fed
Sits chanting hymns inside this room
Style
rockhaunting gothic metal / dark ambient hybrid with male vocals; slowdowntuned guitars and droning bass under foggy synth textures. verses ride a tensewhispered vocal over distant choirs and granular noise; chorus slams in with thickpost‑grunge walls of sound and echoing drums. occasional dissonant piano hits and reversed swells add uneasebridge strips to spectral pads and reverb‑drenched vocal before a final crushing refrain.gothic metalambientpost-grungedark ambientenglish
Prompt
Song on the "Urn of Pandora" undefined spirits, the horde, in the room, ambient textures with ominous tones, gothic metal, dark rock, dark ambient, rock, post-grunge, haunting and ethereal atmosphere
Credits
Prompt by
Ian_Lynch
Ian_LynchGeneratedApr 15, 2026
ModelZona